Nucleus with cracks
Intellectual gaps with immature conflicts
Roofs turned to bridges
Broken families to corrupt kitsch
Debauched memory with scramble agenda
Lost faith in face of inequality
'Karat' a reminder of a castrated shark
Living above a cripple law
Displaced relatives to disrupt traditions
A mother cries and still unattended
Yet a child cries for a future unappreciated
Crux of the pain repel metallic infusion
Picaresque crown adopts the illusion of fabricated beliefs
Equinox of the rustic reality surrenders to a vision of zero gravity
A crucial climate instigates a cultivated presence of evil spirits
An instinctive dedication prone to immortal grounds
Here I say...
Light up the spirits
Crush their fame
Spit on their flame
And always remember your name.
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